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"Morning!" The boy tips his cap slightly and holds out a clipboard. "Sign for a delivery?"
Luna blinks. She has lived in her current abode for approximately two hours after convincing Jessica to convince her boyfriend to convince his friends to grab a van and move her stuff. They're still in the backyard, kicking around a deflated ball the found hidden in the fireplace.
The boy shakes the clipboard slightly, and Luna nods.
"Er, sure." She takes it and he leans closer, pointing to a line.
"Just there, thanks."
She signs and he squints at it.
"Thank you... Luna." He smiles brightly and she can't help the slight blush. So cute.
He turns and waves a hand, and four other boys jump out of a truck to haul a mattress out of it. Luna's eyes widen.
"I signed for a mattress? A new bed?"
The boy turns, smile turning unsure. "Yes? Sorry, did you not order one? It says here, 847, Fixation Avenue... This is it, right?"
They both turn to the numbers on the mail box, and sure enough, it's 847.
"And this is Fixation Avenue..."
Luna swallows. Free mattress? Well, she can't really complain.
"Sorry, must've forgotten it. Thanks."
The boy smiles again, relieved. "No problem! I'll just get them to bring it in. Thanks again, Luna."
Luna blinks. She has lived in her current abode for approximately two hours after convincing Jessica to convince her boyfriend to convince his friends to grab a van and move her stuff. They're still in the backyard, kicking around a deflated ball the found hidden in the fireplace.
The boy shakes the clipboard slightly, and Luna nods.
"Er, sure." She takes it and he leans closer, pointing to a line.
"Just there, thanks."
She signs and he squints at it.
"Thank you... Luna." He smiles brightly and she can't help the slight blush. So cute.
He turns and waves a hand, and four other boys jump out of a truck to haul a mattress out of it. Luna's eyes widen.
"I signed for a mattress? A new bed?"
The boy turns, smile turning unsure. "Yes? Sorry, did you not order one? It says here, 847, Fixation Avenue... This is it, right?"
They both turn to the numbers on the mail box, and sure enough, it's 847.
"And this is Fixation Avenue..."
Luna swallows. Free mattress? Well, she can't really complain.
"Sorry, must've forgotten it. Thanks."
The boy smiles again, relieved. "No problem! I'll just get them to bring it in. Thanks again, Luna."